Two nurses came in and started pushing clear medication into her IV line.

Lily’s eyes fluttered closed within ten seconds.

I watched them wheel the narrow bed down the long hall until the swinging double doors shut behind them.

I rode the elevator down to the main lobby.

The metal doors slid open onto a space that was mostly empty, lit by huge overhead lights that reflected off the polished terrazzo floor.

I pulled up the airline schedules on my phone.

The last commercial flight from Denver had landed at four in the afternoon.